After an amazing power shower in the conference centre this morning we hit the road and arrived at the border at 12.30. It was all a bit confusing with four different queues, numerous highly important officials checking and rechecking our documents. I even had to fill out a form by matching up the Cyrillic script to another one we had filled out at the Poland/Belarus border. The van was inspected inside and out, including under the bonnett and we were finally out and heading accross the bridge to Estonia. Mike knocked on the kiosk window and a pretty blonde in blue uniform asked what he wanted. Her tone of voice sounding as if he had just asked for an ice cream. Anyway, she was lovely, another very officious one checked the van again and we were finally through. An hour and 40 minutes later, pleased to be keeping all these Russians and Estonians employed. About 40km along the coast we found a really nice campsite at Toila. It is in the grounds of a spa hotel. Mike noticed that the offside of the van is coated with thick tar. This we must have picked up along the road to the border on the Russian side. It has set like thick black paint and is going to be very difficult to remove. Estonia is one of the a Baltic states and was a part of the Soviet Union until it's break up in 1991. The language looks and sounds Scandanavian. We went out for a meal this evening to the only restauarant in the village. Amazing high quality food. Fillet Steak on the menu as a main dish for 10 euros!